Hidden Evil... || CLOSED
He was walking back from the castle having let the parents of Layla go on their way back home, Drac enjoyed the sound of birds singing in the lofty branches above, the warmth of the sun on his back, and the cool breeze that played through his hair. It was a lovely day, how could it not be? He wished he had thought to bring Cerberus, Cerberus would have enjoyed this a thought that became all the more alarming. His hand darted up to his neck as a sharp pain stabbed another and another he hissed as he was brought to his knees his vision swirling and dimming. The last thing he saw was the face of Sophia....
Awakening in an overly lit room, sterile one might have thought it was a place on the base of the knights. Where had Sophia been as of late? She hadn’t been about terrorizing him or those he loved so where had she been? The answer was before him. Where had all of this come from? He watched the door open and a young woman in a white lab coat came up to him, her thick Austrian accent was a bit of a surprise. “Oh hello Dracula, slept well?” She checked over his vitals she had a sweet looking disposition and yet one could tell that it was all a front. “My Name is Francine Stein. Most call me Frankie. Though I don’t think you will be here long enough for that level of informality your Highness.”
Drac moved to talk but was silenced by a finger.
“No, no, don’t speak, it would be best if you didn’t you weren’t supposed to wake up and Sophia has an itchy trigger finger, she may try to shoot you again if she finds out you were awake. I think you would much more prefer the slimmer needles to the thick points of the dart. Though I will say you won’t remember this, any of this, I have done quite the extensive research on the brain especially in the neural pathways in the hippocampus.” She traced a hand over his face smoothing the hairs on his head. “You are the first candidate that will have a ninety percent survival rate, humans have a sixty percent, that extra thirty is quite a large step. I’m afraid that I must for science and knowldege’s sake go forth with my experiment. When I’m done you will be boiled down to the very essence of who you are, who you truly are. Dracula, Vlad “The Impaler”, Son of the Devil, the Dragon, the King of Hell and Vampires.”
Vlad’s last thoughts were of Layla, Nikki, Honey, Godwin, Arthur, Will and Jane, Everyone! All of the ones he had loved most, would he know them? Would they too be ripped from him as this scientist bastardized him? Made him a shadow of who he was, a man who was loved... Honey, his beloved, would he know her to be so? He clung to the memory of her feeling her slowly being pulled from his mind Honey, Hone, Hon, Ho, H............. Who was she? Who was? What was......?
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“Let’s see how much they will defend you when they are reminded that you are true evil.” Sophia said as she looked over Vlad in the coffin in the palace, they had moved him back. After all they had to set the stage, he wouldn’t be very much fun if he started out in the Belmon’ts base. It was better if he was here in his castle. When this was over she was certain they would all beg for her to put an end to him. Finally she would come out the hero as she always should have.... “Sleep well the end of your terror has begun.”
